#bill cipher x stanford pines

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imagine being into this HAHAHH loser 🔥🔥

HAHAHA

[kblyx3]

me and my pookie bear :3

[thepotatowithahat]

Billford in real life

I'm not insulting Billford shippers, I just think it's funny that Ford got freaky with an oversized Dorito 💀.

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[camenxi]

billford this fiddleauthor this whatever i thought this’d be funny

[theeggoman]

Guess who is losing control

[daisypinkpaws]

(Full version 🔞)

[mellohisan]

i have no excuse nor explanation for this

my comms are open!

[theauthor-of-the-journals]

would you kiss the triangle

I- Ahem. Well, you all are very interesting in this topic.

Bill and I were never in an actual relationship. We were business partners. However…

This is not something I like to reflect back on but I also strive to stay truthful. Bill and I have kissed before but never again after that one instance.

He was my muse and in simple terms we got carried away one night. That is all you will get out of me but yes I did kiss him and no I would not do it again.

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Bill fiddles Fiddleford in Ford || Billford^2

This is only a little mature, the title is just for shits and giggles.

this is cross posted on my ao3 btw

Stanford waltzed into the basement in sloppy, jerky movements. Fiddleford heard his stumbling and immediately understood what control he was under. Stanford’s body slammed into a wall near Fiddleford sitting at his desk.

“Woah some plans ya got there!” Bill’s voice forced its way out of his puppet’s mouth.

Fiddleford rolled his eyes, “for heaven's sake Bill, ya say that every time ya come charging in ‘ere.”

“It’s a good conversation starter.”

“Only in yer eyes.” He frowned and tried to focus back on his work.

“Awww but Mcgucket.” Stanford’s body inched towards Fiddleford. “You always love me in Sixer’s body.” Fiddleford’s chair spun around and Bill was toppled over him, completely invading his space with a thigh in between his own and his face making their lips almost brush—Bill knew what he was doing.

Fiddleford’s face slightly flushed, “I’m–I’m busy right now Fo-Bill.”

“Oh really Mcgucket?” Bill inches Ford’s thigh closer in between Fiddleford’s.

“Oh–oh lord.”

Bill forced Stanford’s lips against Fiddlefords ear, “You know you love when I’m in his body.”

He paused for a moment, making sure to breathe in the other man's ear.

“Because he’ll never treat you like this.” Bill took the six-fingered hand and pressed it into Fiddleford’s chest, pushing him further into his chair. Fiddleford swallowed nervously, “I—Ford wouldn’t want to–you—um.”

Fiddleford nervously babbled under Bill’s consuming presence. “Do you think he could ever show adoration like this?” Bill kissed his neck and trailed downwards.

“Um—Bill, I don’t think Ford would—” Fiddleford interrupted himself with a whimper when Bill nipped at his ear.

“So needy for your best friend.” Bill punctuated his sentence with his hand brushing against one of his nipples. “What would your bestie think about this Mcgucket?” Bill teased and began to unbutton Fiddleford’s shirt.

“God—don’t call ‘im that, jus’ shut up.” Fiddleford furrowed his brows and leaned into his chair more. “But my favorite part is causing you anguish,” Bill sweetly smiled down at him.

Fiddleford grabbed Ford’s face and just slammed their lips together. Tangling his hand’s into Ford’s hair. “So straightforward,” Bill teased him.

Fiddleford pulled at his hair to shut him up. Bill moaned and Fiddleford grabbed at the other’s lips with his teeth. Bill managed to pull away.

“Eeesh kid, I feel like you're tryna eat me alive.”

“What if that was what I’m tryna do?” Fiddleford looked up at him.

“I wouldn’t mind," Bill grinned.

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brain rot ensues

[i-give-u--art]

Sometimes I’m normal

Other times I’m sitting in my bathtub with the shower on thinking out fictional men kissing

[bapple117]

Listen I saw my opportunity and I took it

I wanna be… where the portals are…

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Low effort memeage

[wearycow-art]

Woah look at that some billford art who could’ve guessed